A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beauti ...
In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant. My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known no wonder, then, that I return the l ...
Just as in earthly life lovers long for the moment when they are able to breathe forth their love for each other, to let their souls blend in a soft whisper, so the mystic longs ...